| Song | He Was in Heaven Before He Died |
| Artist | John Prine |
| Album | Great Days: The John Prine Anthology |
| Lyrics:John Prine Music:John Prine | |
| There's a rainbow of babies | |
| Draped over the graveyard | |
| Where all the dead sailors | |
| Wait for their brides | |
| And the cold bitter snow | |
| Has strangled each grassblade | |
| Where the salt from their tears | |
| Washed out with the tide | |
| Chorus | |
| And i smiled on the wabash | |
| The last time i passed it | |
| Yes i gave her a wink | |
| From the passenger side | |
| And my foot fell asleep | |
| As i swallowed my candy | |
| Knowing he was in heaven | |
| Before he died | |
| Now the harbor's on fire | |
| With the dreams and desires | |
| Of a thousand young poets | |
| Who failed 'cause they tried | |
| For a rhyme without reason | |
| Floats down to the bottom | |
| Where the scavengers eat 'em | |
| And wash in with the tide | |
| Repeat chorus: | |
| The sun can play tricks | |
| With your eyes on the highway | |
| The moon can lay sideways | |
| Till the ocean stands still | |
| But a person can't tell | |
| His best friend he loves him | |
| Till time has stopped breathing | |
| You're alone on the hill | |
| Repeat chorus: |
| Lyrics: John Prine Music: John Prine | |
| There' s a rainbow of babies | |
| Draped over the graveyard | |
| Where all the dead sailors | |
| Wait for their brides | |
| And the cold bitter snow | |
| Has strangled each grassblade | |
| Where the salt from their tears | |
| Washed out with the tide | |
| Chorus | |
| And i smiled on the wabash | |
| The last time i passed it | |
| Yes i gave her a wink | |
| From the passenger side | |
| And my foot fell asleep | |
| As i swallowed my candy | |
| Knowing he was in heaven | |
| Before he died | |
| Now the harbor' s on fire | |
| With the dreams and desires | |
| Of a thousand young poets | |
| Who failed ' cause they tried | |
| For a rhyme without reason | |
| Floats down to the bottom | |
| Where the scavengers eat ' em | |
| And wash in with the tide | |
| Repeat chorus: | |
| The sun can play tricks | |
| With your eyes on the highway | |
| The moon can lay sideways | |
| Till the ocean stands still | |
| But a person can' t tell | |
| His best friend he loves him | |
| Till time has stopped breathing | |
| You' re alone on the hill | |
| Repeat chorus: |